THE NEW YORKER "Tell Me a Book to Read" These Are a Few of the Recent Ones Best Worth While NOVELS THE RED LAMP, by Mary Roberts Rinehart (Doran). As refreshing an armchair vacation as the mystery story can give. THE OLD FLAME, by A. P. Herbert (Douhleday, Page). The "Dolly Dialogues" of the 1920S, and better than those of the '90S. (Your parents will tell you what those of the 'QOs were. ) THUNDERSTORM, by G. B. Stern (Knopf). Choice comedy in a villa in Italy Part One, the servants; Part Two, their "signori," Eng- lish. PRAIRIE FIRES, by Lorna Doone Beers (Dutton). A .first novel in the same broad general class of .fiction with "Barren Ground," and in.finite- ly better than that much-lauded specimen. THE GUERMANTES WAY, by Marcel Proust (Seltzer). A ducal family and its connec- tions are brought up in Proust's search of his memories. THE PROUD OLD NAME, by C. E. Scoggins (Bohhs-Merrill). Jimmy, Gene the flapper, and ructions at Moreno's hacienda-as told by a dear old squaw-man with plenty of quaint humor, and by the author with exceptional skill. DRUMS, by James Boyd (Scrthner's). A long, pleasant, succulently written improvement on "Richard Carvel." (Your old-timers will tell you what that was, too, and wilJ care more for "Drums" than you will.) SEA HORSES, by Francis Brett Young (Knopf). Sea-going romance of the substantial kind. Young's style is not its least distinction. THE GREAT GATSBY, by F. Scott Fitzgerald (Scrihner's). A most brilliant satirical story on the side of constancy and chivalry. CRUEL FELLOWSHIP, by Cyril Hume (Doran). Proving that a very young novelist's study of sexual morbidity need not itself be morbid in the least. SHORT STORIES CARAVAN, by John Galsworthy (Scrihner's). His stories to the number of .fifty-six, in a volume uniform with his "The Forsyte Saga." GENERAL JUNGLE DAYS, by William Beebe (Putnam). Essays by the sometime wireless operator of a tramp ship, the Arcturus. (Now, don't you take all we say seriously ! You want to watch our eye.) ORANGES AND LEMONS, and THE HOLIDAY ROUND, by A. A. Milne (Dutton). Two col- lections of things Milne wrote for Punch. The former has some verse in it. THE QUEEN OF COOKS-AND SOME KING (Boni & Liveright). Rosa Lewis's own story. Rosa, capricious and vivacious, is a famous London caterer who has known almost everyone worth knowing. CREDO, by Stewart Edward White (Douhleday, Page). Scratch this well known .fictioneer (as a leopard has done lately) and you .find an astonishingly interesting lay philosopher. The Optimist Pop: A man who thinks he can make it in par. Johnny: What is an optimist, Pop? The Little Minister Count Alexander Skrzynski, the Polish Minis- ter of Foreign Affairs, arrived late yesterday on the French liner Paris. . . . The Count is 4 years old, well built and 6 feet 3 inches tall. He has a pleasant manner and speaks English well but slowly. -The Times 23 .... . . I '1' i!;{ á;' ;,:; t "., '" , ,<".'* : ,',," ",f'nnf1 n 'fiT1 - ,' '::: a v" 0 '1, ,ce !fJJ <",,: i '::='<_ ",.. l1 *'t , . '., 1: i !! . ' '.. ,t II 11 , . ':f:f 13 I ;i .. >- ;;J .. ; ;{, -. . <<: ". i: : \; . J .4' <y}: ",.",1. !,#.'" . . =. ( : . -:.' "'?-. . . ,: '."': '. '\ . . : :' ' \ (;: -.:. . : : .þ;..... Daui1as L.Elliman Ei Co. 15 East 49th St. entin9 and anaging agent. Ðffice on <Premises. Tel. Plaza 9200 THE NEW YORKER c+..9 THE NEW YORKER is published every Friday in N ew York City by the F-R Publishing Corp., 25 West 45th Street. H. W. Ross, president; R. H. FLEISCHMANN, vice-president; R. W. COLLINS, secretary and treas- urer; E. R. SPAULDING, general man- ager; R. B. BOWEN, advertising man- ager. Subscription, $5 a year; Canada, $5.50; foreign, $6. "elb i{íng Olt" SMOKING MIXTURE Subscribers should notify this office at least three weeks prior to any change of address. All text and illustrations appearing in THE NEW YORKER are copyrighted. The first choice of epicurean smokers. To be had at the best Clubs, Hotels and Smoke Shops and always at The Humidors of THE ROO.SEVELT 45th St. and Madison Ave. New York City N. Y. Unsolicited contributions will not be returned unless accompanied by stamped and addressed envelope . THE NEW YORKER cannot be held re- sponsible for loss or non-return of con tributions.